Hey guys! Long time no update! Sorry about that, I had my computer taken away and then i had camp and when I got my laptop back it was involved in a chocolate milk accident so it had to be repaired. But I just got it back and I'm back with a new chapter! :D

Drake's POV

I'm lying down on my bed. All alone. I hate when its like this. It leaves me with nothing to do, but think. And thinking is my least favorite thing to do.

Caine was talking to Nurse Temple, about who knows what. Diana was doing something, obviously not here. If Caine isn't here, she's not here. No one really knows why Diana and I hate each other. They think it's about Caine. Not even Caine really knows why. He thinks she just did something to piss me off and I retaliated and that just started our hateful relationship. If only he knew...

You see, Diana and I go way back. I was around 9 years old when my father died. My mother remarried quickly, maybe 6-9 months after he died. We moved in with him. And by we, I mean me, my mom, and my sister. Most people don't know about my sister. It's as if she never existed. But Diana knew about her. She even met her. Diana and her parents lived next door to my stepfather. He was very abusive. Sometimes, my sister would try to save me. That just got her in more trouble. She was 16 at the time, and we were very close.

Anyways, my father dying and my stepfather abusing me, my sister, and my mother left me feeling angry. To let out my anger, I would get in a lot of fights at school. And I would hurt the neighborhood animals. School is where I met Diana. We had to sit in alphabetical order in class, so we were put next to each other. Ladris, Merwin. She was different from the other kids. She was more like me. Darker, I suppose. We became friends. It turned out she had a lot in common with me. Parent wise, especially. She helped me stop fighting as much.

Diana would come over often. Once, on a half day, we walked to my house together. My sister didn't have school today. There was shouting when we came inside. We tried to run up the stairs to get to my room. But that was when we heard the loud crash. I tensed up a bit, and looked at Diana, who stared back at me with a scared expression on her face. We walked downstairs silently.

And then we saw her. We saw my sister before we even made it to the kitchen. There was blood running down from the top of her head, and all around her were shards of glass. I gasped. Diana shrieked. And then, my sister's hand twitched. She was still alive.

"Lena!" I cried, and rushed over to her.

"Diana!", I called, "Diana, call 9-1-1!".

Diana ran over to the phone and did so.

My stepfather was standing by the counter with a shocked expression on his face.

"What happened?!" I demanded.

He stared at me, then answered "If anyone asks, she was reaching for something and tipped over the beer bottle and it landed on her head".

I nodded, suppressing the tears. Of course, he had been drinking again. And now my sister had to pay the consequences.

Lena went into a coma. Diana never came over again. I started to threaten her with what I would do if she told anyone what happened.

Everyone knows the events that followed with the gun. That was when Lena was getting worse.

And now, ever since I got to Coates, I haven't had a single update on Lena's condition.

The sad thing is, before the accident, I kind of liked Diana. And when Lena got hurt, all my rage and hate from my stepfather somehow got transferred to Diana.

Diana's POV

I woke up, surprised. Someone was knocking on the door. And of course, I was fantasizing again.

Fantasizing about Caine. About what might have happened. About what can still happen. Whether or not he feels the same way.

I opened the door to my room. A girl around 12 was standing there, suitcases behind her.

"Hi, I'm Brianna. And I'm your new roommate!" she introduced herself.

"Diana" I replied.

Up until now, I was lucky enough to have my own room. Then a thought came to my head. This must be the new girl Caine and Drake told me about.

"Brianna, I just realized, we never got to shake hands." I said.

She walked over from her bed to me, and shook my hand. I read her. 3 bars. Caine will be pleased.

"So, I'm guessing you're new here?" I asked.

"Yeah! I've been here a few days, but I was rooming with Dekka and Penny before!" she answered.

Oh great. Penny had it out for me. I wonder what she told Brianna about me.

She carried on, "You know, you don't really seem like a bitch. Penny said you were a real bitch. Dekka didn't say anything.".

Of course Penny called me a bitch. I wasn't surprised.

"So...Brianna. Any hobbies?" I asked.

"Oh yeah. I love running!" she said.

I quickly thought of Caine, who was on the track team. I pushed the thought away.

"Thinking of joining the track team?" I asked.

"Yep! Your boyfriend's on it too, right?" she asked.

I felt my cheeks flush, "Caine is not my boyfriend.."

"But you knew I meant Caine" she countered.

She got me.

"Well, its not like official or anything." I said.

"Not yet" she smirked.

"And what about you?" I asked, "Got anyone special in your mind?".

"Well, there is this one boy..." she started.

"Ooh! Tell me all about him!" I said.

"His name is Jack, he's in my grade, he's really smart, and he loves computers" she said.

"Computer Jack?" I asked.

"Yeah" Brianna replied, turning pink.

Well, this is interesting.

Connie's POV

This was the moment I've been dreading. Caine was staring at me, pleading for an answer with those beautiful blue eyes. I've never seen him look so helpless before. Not even when he was a baby.

I didn't think he would ask this soon. Or at least, not in the beginning of the conversation. I knew I had to answer him. I had to tell him the truth. And I could see in his eyes that he already figured it all out. He just wanted some confirmation.

I realized I was looking down at my hands. I looked back up to face him. Looking into his intent, blue eyes, I sighed.

Caine's POV

She stared back at me. She sighed. The answer was coming.

"Yes" she said slowly. "Yes, I am your birth mom".

I sat back in my chair. My brain was taking time to process this.

I looked back at her. Her face wasn't as calm as before. It had a hint of worry.

"Who is my father?" I asked.

"Oh, Caine, dear, I'm sorry. Your father is dead." she replied, sadly.

"Oh." I replied, not expecting that to be the answer.

"When?" I dared to ask.

"It was before you were even born, sweetie." she answered.

Well, thats not so bad.

"How?" I heard myself asking.

She looked uneasy, "He was caught in the power plant accident. You know, the one where the meteor hit the power plant?".

I nodded. I heard the story before. Never have I imagined that my own father was killed in it.

"Anymore questions?" she asked.

I shook my head. No. Not for today. I had to process things.

"If..if you don't mind, Nurse..Connie...mom..." I started, she looked up at mom, "I think I'll go now. I..I have to think about everything" I said.

She nodded, got up, walked over to me, and gave me a hug.

With that, I left. I started walking to my dorm, without looking back.

Connie's POV

When Caine closed the door behind him, I sighed a breath of relief.

That was harder than I expected. But I was glad he didn't ask if he had any siblings. He will find out, in time. I will tell him, just not yet. He has enough to think about.

Caine will find out about Sam before Sam will find out about Caine. I will try my best to make sure of that.